Ravensblood Forest walking with giants

For Mictec, she was surprised by how nice it felt to be in another's presence who were not quick to cower away. Still, she always played her cards close to her chest which reached most emotion so that only small glimpses of any reaction other than neutrality were most that anyone would receive. She felt her own tail begun to curl around herself, her body still adjusting to the cooler temperatures of the coast. After having spent only a couple of nights near it, prior to finding the sequoias, she throughly enjoyed watching the fog from the ocean creep in and coat the coast in its moist embrace.

"Perhaps. Names carry much significance in my culture. They once belonged to great warriors or gods and held grand stories that were meant to be our guides in life. Some would say they would receive visions from their namesake who would offer advice when needed."

She felt her eyes rolling at the thought, "I never believed that part, she never came to me in my time of need."

Mictec readjusted, regaining her composure. "Besides, my people have strayed way to far from our ways. They are too meek, they do not embrace the more gruesome aspects of our ancestors and choose to live in ignorance."